By LA Weekly
By Henry Rollins
By Weekly Photographers
By Shea Serrano
By Nate "Igor" Smith
By Dan Weiss
By Erica E. Phillips
By Kai Flanders
Such frustration doesn’t get Chris too far down these days, though. He‘d like to sell a lot of records, but he seems to have found a pragmatic peace in his place between the show-biz cracks.
“I have the feeling that if I write poetry, nobody’s ever going to see it, and then I‘ll just feel like, what’s the point? As far as being a pure artist goes, that isn‘t the right attitude to have. But sometimes the futility becomes overwhelming -- it’s almost oppressive, it forms a dread that makes me not want to do it. And I‘m really an impatient person, another reason why I didn’t initially pursue film as much as I wanted to. I saw so many people with a film project that would take five or six years to come to fruition -- and that‘s if they’re lucky -- and I couldn‘t see myself devoting that much time to one thing.
”But my perspective on a lot of that has changed in the last few years, about working toward goals and not having unrealistic expectations, but still working ahead anyway, and not being too much into the result, just being into the work ethic of it. That’s the only way we ever achieve any kind of serenity as an artist.“
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